#is not like... a Fate Worse Than Death even when it sucks in a lot of ways

[brigdh]

I want to talk about Izzy's rant to Ed in episode 10, the one that brings out the Kraken. I've seen a lot of different descriptions of what is going on in this scene – death threat, homophobic slurs, etc – and I don't think either of those are what's actually what's happening.

Let's look at it closely, line by line, and the way Ed reacts, from the very beginning of the scene.

Ed: Well, feels nice to tidy up a little. Can't believe I was living like this. Can you, Iz? Izzy? Izzy: I'm going to speak plainly. Ed: Wonderful. You know we share our thoughts on this ship.

Izzy, cont: This, whatever it is that you've become... is a fate worse than death.

Okay. So there we've got what some have interpreted as a death threat. But does Ed seem threatened? He's startled, certainly, put on his back foot – literally – but he doesn't look afraid or alarmed to me. He draws in a slow breath, assessing the situation, but overall seems more confused than frightened.

In fact he laughs it off with his next line:

Izzy then escalates the level of aggression in the conversation:

But Ed, again, looks more confused than anything. Check out that furrowed brow, that head tilt! This is a man going "what is your deal?", not a man thinking "uh-oh, you might kill me!".

Extremely noticeably, even when Izzy storms right up into his face, Ed holds steady. He doesn't run, doesn't lean back, doesn't hunch his shoulders or drop eye contact – there is no vulnerability or defensiveness in Ed's body language at all. Ed is in supreme control of this confrontation – look at the slow way he deigns to turn back to the paper Izzy's holding! As though he's making the point that he chooses when to turn, not Izzy:

Then we have the "homophobic slur". But watch closely:

Ed does not react to "namby-pamby", "silk gown", or "pining" at all. He doesn't even blink. He barely seems like he's hearing Izzy. His entire attention is on the picture.

Ed's body language and behavior changes at one word and one word only, and that is "boyfriend". As soon as Izzy says it, Ed's furious:

(It's even easier to notice when you actually watch the scene instead of using gifs, because Izzy really draws out 'piiiiiiining', putting a lot of time between the first half of the sentence and 'boyfriend'.)

Why is the use of the word 'boyfriend' so important?

Well, what has Ed been doing all episode? He's been crying in a blanket fort and singing sad songs, yes, but he's been keeping a careful level of mystique about why he's doing it. Ed often uses distanced circumlocutions instead of directly acknowledging his emotions, but he's doing it in this episode even more so than usual:

Here are the lyrics to his song:

(Version one, with Lucius) Hanging on By a thread Hanging on Shouldn't let go If I let go, all will fall Fingers bleeding down to the bone now Can't let go Nothing makes sense Hold on Hold on Hold... on

(Version two, performed for the whole crew) Just let go Make yourself let go Make it go away Away, away today Life's a hard sad death And then you're Deaaad

Notice something? There is no mention of Stede, or love, or break-ups, or abandonments, or relationships in general. All Ed discusses is a vague life-sucks attitude, which could apply to basically anyone under any circumstances. He seems pretty okay with people knowing that Blackbeard is having some sort of weird emotional breakdown as long as he convinces himself that no one knows it's specifically from having his heart broken

This is true of everything Ed says and does for this entire episode. He never once even mentions Stede's name, unless "Farewell, Bonnet's playthings" at the very end counts. The only thing Ed openly admits to feeling bad about is a fictional character who's having a hard time "holding on" (holding on to what? he never says). There are no allusions to heartbreak or romance anywhere in his dialogue.

Now, Ed's not stupid. I'm sure he knows Izzy and Lucius and the rest of the crew can connect the dots and realize that something bad happened with Stede, even if Ed doesn't fill them in on the details. But Ed is also traumatized, and has a whole host of coping mechanisms set up to help him avoiding thinking about things that he doesn't want to think about. If he's not a murderer because "technically the fire killed those guys", then no one knows he's heartbroken because technically he hasn't acknowledged it.

Until Izzy says the word 'boyfriend'. Suddenly the secret is out, and Ed can't handle it. Izzy knows his weakness. That's why this word effects Ed more than anything else Izzy says in the whole scene.

At the end of the confrontation, he hears the crew calling for another song. Look at Ed here. He looks as haunted, as disturbed, in this moment as he does at any point in Izzy's rant.

This is an important part of the scene, not just a closing note. Because if Izzy (the Caribbean's most emotionally constipated man) can see through him, obviously the whole crew can too.

Obviously Lucius – who advised Ed on his and Stede's relationship, who played along with Ed's 'fictional character' claim, who wrote down Ed's lyrics – can do so most of all.

There's a direct emotional logic to Ed killing Lucius because he had a fight with Izzy, and it doesn't involve Ed having been threatened or hate crime'd at all. Ed doesn't deal well with his own feelings (from Stede), so he chooses to become Blackbeard/the Kraken and gets rid of all the witnesses who saw otherwise.

#meta #our flag means death #I've been thinking about writing this up for a while but finally got motivated to finish it before S2

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I've Got You

〚 Notes - Okay, hello! This fic was the result with another collab with the awesome @lots-of-pockets and I think it turned out pretty good :D 〛

〚 Pairing - Natasha Romanoff x Reader 〛

〚 Summary - It was early into your relationship with Nat when you wound up sick but you didn't have the heart to tell her, unsure of how she'd react. Despite your claims, it seems Nat's a little more concerned about your health than you first thought 〛

〚 Wordcount - 1700 〛

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It had started with a persistent tickle in the back of your throat. A little irritating but nothing a little water and chamomile tea couldn’t fix. But then came the runny nose and stuffed up sinuses, and no matter how many times you blew your nose, it would return with a vengeance. Every. Freaking. Time.  

You end up going through two boxes of tissues in just a day, and your poor nose had been rubbed red raw. You didn’t often get sick. Maybe once or twice a year and it was never anything more than the casual cold. Usually, you’d allow yourself to take a day off work to recoup knowing that your boss wouldn’t want you at anything less than your best, and that was that.  

But you had a sinking feeling that this time, that wouldn’t be the case. You felt absolutely horrible, and that was only amplified by a thousand when you realised that tonight was the night that Natasha going to be driving down to see you. There was no way she could sick you sick, you’d just have to pretend you were completely fine.  

The two of you had only been dating for a little under seven weeks, so things were still pretty new to the both of you. That includes the affection front. Sure, you kissed and occasionally cuddled, but you were nowhere near close enough to be comfortable with her looking after your sick self.  

It was why tonight would suck, because not only would you have to pretend you weren't sick, it meant you would also have to hide every single sniffle, every cough and every sneeze. All of which you knew would next to impossible because you just happened to have a former ex-KGB assassin as your girlfriend. 

You had tried everything to make yourself look and feel better. You even went to extent of gargling with salt water and taking some over-the-counter medicine (which you were usually against) to relieve your symptoms. But nothing seemed to work. 

As the hours slowly ticked by, you found yourself continually feeling worse and worse. Your head was pounding, your body aching, and for the life of you, you couldn't stop coughing. Trying to distract yourself by cleaning up the apartment and making some dinner was hard, mainly because it was a struggle to even stand up for more than a few minutes at a time. 

You tried your best to make yourself look as presentable as possible, despite still feeling like death warmed over. You even took a hot shower, hoping that it would clear out your sinuses, but it only seemed to make things worse. Ignoring the pleasing urge to shove on some warm, comforting pyjamas, you forced yourself to change into some nicer looking clothes, hoping it would distract Natasha from your symptoms, but you knew deep down that it was a lost cause. 

When Natasha finally arrived, you put on your best smile on and greeted her at the door. She hugged you tightly, and you couldn’t help but feel a little guilty for not being able to reciprocate as enthusiastically as you wanted to. 

As you hugged Natasha, you could feel a fateful sneeze building up at the back of your nose. Panicking a little, you tried to suppress it, but your efforts were ultimately in vain. You felt your nostrils flare and your eyes begin to water, and you knew there was no way to hide it much longer. 

No longer able to fight it, you quickly pulled away from Natasha, turning your head and sneezing into your elbow. You tried to play it off as a small cough, but you knew she had heard you. 

"Are you okay?" she asked, concern etched across her features. A hint of knowing crossed her face, but you were too busy trying to stifle another sneeze to notice it. After finally managing to get yourself under control, you send her what you hoped was a reassuring smile as you nodded your head.  

“I’m okay. Just allergies.” You lied, pulling open the front door to properly welcome her inside. Natasha eyed you suspiciously as she stepped inside your apartment, kicking off her shoes andsetting down her overnight bag.  

“I’m okay, really.” You reaffirmed as you closed and locked your front door, turning to face Natasha who was already staring at you with a doubtful look on her face.  

Thankfully, she says nothing, simply taking you by the hand and leading you over to the couch. You sniffled softly as you sat down, and tried to be as subtle as you could about wiping your nose with the sleeve of your shirt.  

There were no tissues near you anyway - not that you could blow your nose even if you wanted to because that would definitely give you away. So, you resorted to suffer in silence, bringing your attention back over to Natasha who was currently telling you about how her drive here had gone. 

As Natasha continued to talk, you could feel the tell-tale tickle in your nose again and you knew that you were about to sneeze. You desperately try to hold it in, clamping your mouth shut and scrunching up your face. You focused all your energy on keeping the sneeze at bay, hoping that Natasha won't notice. 

But just as she finished her story, you can't hold it in any longer. A loud "Hh’iishoo!" echoes through the room, and you cringed, feeling both embarrassed and self-conscious. 

Natasha looked at you with concern. "Are you sure you're, okay?" She asked again. 

You nodded, feeling guilty for lying to her, but what else could you do, "It's just allergies," you repeated your earlier excuse, "I'll be fine." 

Natasha studied you for a moment before eventually nodding. "Okay," She said, still sounding unsure before adding "But if you need anything, let me know." 

You smile gratefully at her, feeling relieved that she doesn't press the issue any further. You tried your best to focus back on the ongoing conversation, but it was getting harder to concentrate with your nose continually running and your head feeling heavier by the minute. 

Giving in, you excused yourself to go to the bathroom, hoping that a few minutes alone will help you regain your composure. As soon as you're inside, you let out a series of sneezes, finally letting your guard down. 

You blew your nose and splash some water on your face, trying to feel better. But as you stared pitifully at your reflection in the mirror, you came to realise that you look utterly terrible. Your eyes are red and watery, your nose is bright red, and you're sweating uncontrollably despite feeling cold all over. 

You took a deep breath and attempted to compose yourself, knowing that you couldn’t let Natasha see you like this. Splashing some more water your face, you took a few final deep breaths before returning back to the living room. 

When you get there, Natasha was stood up again, eyebrow raised pointedly with her arms crossed against her chest. That same look of knowing was back on her face, and you immediately knew jig was up.  

“You’re sick.” She stated, and you felt yourself sigh softly as you tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear before sitting yourself back down onto the couch. You don’t deny her accusations, knowing full well you wouldn’t get anywhere if you tried too. 

“It’s not even allergy season,” she added, shaking her head as she sat down on the coffee table in front of you. “You lied to me.”  

“I’m sorry,” You immediately apologised, the guilt you had been feeling suddenly amplified by a thousand at her words, “I just didn’t want you to have to deal with me like this. All sick, congested and gross.” You trailed off in an unsure murmur, using the sleeve of your shirt to wipe of your nose again, not bothering to hide it this time. 

But you grimaced slightly when Natasha took that same sleeve without issue and folded it up so the soiled part of it was out of sight. Apparently, germs didn’t bother her unlike you had previously thought.  

“Look at me,” she murmurs softly, taking your hand in her own and giving it a soft squeeze. You coughed slightly in the bend of your arm before complying. Seeing that Natasha’s lips had quirked up into a soft grin, you couldn’t help but feel yourself mimic it despite how crappy you were feeling.  

“I know it hasn’t been very long, but I promise it’s okay to let yourself be vulnerable with me.” She started, trailing the pad of her thumb across the back of your hand gently. 

You nodded weakly at her words, feeling a wave of relief wash over you. You had been trying so hard to hide your sickness from Natasha, afraid that she would think less of you for being weak and vulnerable. But her words were like a balm to your soul, soothing your worries and reminding you that you weren't alone. 

Natasha stood up from the coffee table and disappears into the kitchen briefly, only to return a few moments later with a steaming cup of tea and a plate of crackers. She set them down on the table in front of you and urges you to eat and drink, knowing that it would help you feel better. 

You took a sip of the tea, letting the warm liquid soothe your sore throat and ease your congested sinuses. You felt a little better already, and it was all thanks to Natasha's care and concern. 

As you ate the crackers and drink the tea, Natasha sat down next to you on the couch and wrapped her arm around your shoulders. Unconsciously, you lean into her embrace, feeling safe and protected in her arms. You felt your eyes close as you took deep breath, savouring the feeling of being cared for and loved. 

Natasha continued to hold you, her fingers tracing soothing patterns on your arm as you slowly drifted off to sleep. You dreamt of being wrapped in her arms, of feeling her warmth and comfort, and of knowing that you were never, ever alone. 

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[dracowars]

CAN U PLEASEPLEADEPLEAE MAKE A PART 2 OF STEP ON MY HEART WHERE THEY ARE AT THE WAR

step on my heart² | draco malfoy

pairing: draco x reader

word count: 1,8k

summary: where draco and y/n meet again amidst the battlefield

a/n: i'm actually super proud of this one, so pls don't let it flop <3 i really wanted it to be perfect since so many of you kept asking for a part II of step on my heart, so here we are! hope you enjoy & please don't forget to like, comment and reblog ♡

warnings: angst, mentions of death

universe: harry potter

"Watch out!", Ginny screams at you, pointing to somewhere behind you before shooting a spell right at the Death Eater that was about to attack you. With a loud screech, he flies through the air and slams against the next wall - or what is left of it -, his body falling limp.

Exhausted but relieved that Ginny prevented him from hurting you, you place your hands on your knees, trying to catch your breath from all the running and fighting. You knew the battle would be bad, but as soon as the shield that was protecting Hogwarts went down, hell broke out. Spells and curses fly through the air, hitting and hurting people on both sides and all you can do is try to stay alive.

Yes, you know a lot of spells and yes, you are indeed capable of defending yourself and putting on a good fight, but it is slowly but surely draining your strength and you have no idea how long you will be able to keep going like this. Dumbledore's Army prepared you for a lot, but this was not what you expected. On the other hand, you are not quite sure what you even expected.

"We need to find my brother, come on", Ginny finally says after also catching her breath and starts walking in the direction where she assumes her brother. Even though she does not necessarily look like it, you know that she is as worried as you are. And that scares you even more.

Following her after taking two more deep breaths, you walk along hallways and passageways you roamed in your school days. However, there is not much left of it now. There is chaos everywhere, screams echo through the night and whenever you come across others, you are ready to fight. Fortunately, you only come across other Hogwarts students who are on your side before you reach the meeting point where you are supposed to wait for Ron and Hermione.

It only takes a few minutes until they join the two of you, also completely out of breath. When they reach you, you cannot even utter one single word as suddenly there is a huge explosion close to your current destination and the ground beneath your feet shakes violently. What you hear next, however, is even worse than the loud noise of the explosion nearby and can definitely serve as nightmare fuel.

Because in the next moment, at least five Dementors approach you out of nowhere, a thick layer of fog accompanying them as they hover over the ground. For a second, you cannot move a single muscle, you feel like all your life is sucked out of you until you are suddenly pushed to the side and a bright blue light appears right in front of you.

Now that your mind feels a lot clearer again, realizing that you were the clostest to the dark creatures, you notice that a sparkling otter causes them to retreat, eerie noises leaving their lifeless forms. But as soon as one of them flees, there are three others that join them and the tiny otter's light is too weak to defend all of them. And even when a horse and a dog join in, there are too many Dementors.

Feeling helpless, you can only watch how the Patronuses fight against the evil creatures because you are not able to produce your own Patronus charm anymore. The day you were able to call your Patronus in the form of an animal was also the last day you were able to do so. Since then, all your attempts to bring back the light failed. And even though you do not want to admit it, you know why. Your Patronus left with him on that fateful day, leaving you all to your own, hurt and in despair.

All that was left, are those bad memories that hurt you whenever you think back to what you used to be. What you and Draco used to be before he made you choose a side. After your paths painfully seperated on that day, both of you did everything in order to avoid seeing the other. You did not even want to see him anymore after he gave you an ultimatum. He chose his side while you chose yours and now you find yourself in the middle of what is probably the biggest battle in the Wizarding World's history, not having seen Draco properly once since then, and all you have left is that terrible aching in your chest.

You are frightened when the three little Patronuses cannot keep up with the foul creatures and turn in your direction once more. You are frightened when they get so close to you and your friends that you are shivering, that you feel like there will never be a happy day in your life ever again.

And you are frightened when your eyes suddenly meet Draco's after such a long time.

Standing closely behind the Dementors, your eyes lock with his and your heart aches even more at his sight. He is a Death Eater now, following Lord Voldemorts every order, which is also the reason why the dark creatures do not care for him in the slightest bit. Because he is one of them, because he is on their side.

But why do you see tears in his eyes then? Why does he look so devastated and hurt, perfectly mirroring your own feelings right now?

All you know, is that there will never be a future for the two of you. There will not be a future for either one of you because after today, there will not even be a tomorrow. Everything ends today. And you will leave without him by your side, death doing you both part.

These are the last thoughts you have while one of the Dementors is busy sucking your soul out of your body. And the first thoughts when there is a bright light out of nowhere, blindling you. The dark creatures screech and scream, letting go of you and your friends as they are affected by the bright light that is the complete opposite of them.

Levering yourself on your elbows after you have apparently dropped to the ground, you search for the source of the bright light and not only does your breathing stop for a second, but so does your heart. Draco, his pale face illuminated by the light emerging from the tip of his wand, comes running towards you, causing the Dementors to retreat even further as he reaches you, falling onto his knees right next to your trembling figure.

"Are you- Are you alright?!", he asks, breathing heavily as he keeps his arm outstretched to keep the Dementors out of reach. However, the light is too weak, having no particular shape to effectively fend off the Dementors, since he too is not able to produce a corporeal Patronus.

But unlike you, he never could and now he technically did not need to anymore since the Dementors would never attack him as he is a Death Eater now. At least that is what you thought and he did, too.

"I'm.. fine", you answer his question, still too shocked about what just happened. Taking a closer look at him, you notice battle marks all over him: his white shirt is torn, tiny wounds peeking out from underneath and blood splattered across, his white hair is disheveled and his cheek is adorned by a cut, dried blood sticking to his skin. And yet, you cannot help but find him as beautiful as the day you left him.

"Can you walk? We need to get you out of here", Draco says insistently, grabbing your upper arm to help you get back to your feet in a matter of seconds, still supporting you as you stand on shaky legs. What he does not notice, however, is that the Dementors by now realized that his incorporeal Patronus cannot actually harm them and they are slowly approaching you again, this time seeming even bigger and more scary.

"There is no way out, Draco", you reply sadly, but keep your voice steady nevertheless. "There never was. I guess you chose the right side after all."

After saying your words out loud, there is a sudden shift in Dracos expression and it takes him a moment to search for the right answer.

"N-No, I didn't, actually", Draco shakes his head and his eyes are teary now, screaming with sadness as he looks you in the eyes. "I didn't realize it then but I see it now. The only right side is where you are."

A single tear slips down Dracos cheek as he whispers these words to you and you cannot help it but brush it away with your tumb. Touching his skin, touching him after years of pain feels unbelievable and you still cannot fully comprehend what he just said. The utter darkness and hopelessness that surrounded you all this time, even before the Dementors showed up, is slowly lifting and you feel the light waking up. You feel hope coming back to life, beginning to breathe once again.

And when you take another look at Draco, your eyes meeting, you can clearly see that he means everything what he just said. You also see the guilt that is still surrounding him, weighing him down. But when you quickly kiss him, after all this time, the world around you comes to a stop and all the guilt falls off the both of you.

You let go of him eventually, but only to lift your wand in the air, pointing at the dark creatures. When the spell leaves your lips, all you see is a blindingly bright light as your Patronus, who has once again taken shape as an animal, attacks the Dementors. Your huge Patronus scares some of them away, but it is only then that you realize that it has changed its form. What was former the shape of a different animal has now turned into a big dragon, fighting off the dark creatures.

Taking a look at Draco by your side, you watch the rare Patronus fight its way through your enemies and neither of you can believe your eyes as Draco is able to produce his own Patronus, too. This time, it actually takes the shape of an animal, having an even bigger impact on the Dementors and scaring them off completely, as it is the Patronus you had before all of this happened.

Now, your Patronus charms reflect each other and your indestructible bond. After all, it is true that happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.

And with this, the boy who had no choice finally made the right one.

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[yanderesimp2000]

(Im back) alastor x fem Cat demon chap 1/???

This is not sexual/romantic since al is aroace but it is dark he is fond of you but in a master/pet type way this takes place in an alt universe where alastor dosnet go into the Hazbin hotel

TWs: you fate is worse then death, Physical abuse, degradation, fearplay, and everything you expect from alastor, Reader gets angry easy, user does cat stuff

Your life isn't  the greatest even when you are alive your life sucked there's always too much debt and people chasing after you because you're in a Rival gang And one day they just got to you shot you point blank and that's how you ended up here and literal hell trapped in this ugly cat body and even then you got in trouble with loan sharks they just kept chasing you no matter what you did So eventually you got desperate what about the  horror stories of what happens to people who sold their soul but you would do anything to get these loan sharks off your ass the next day you were thinking about who to Sell your soul to but then one of the loan sharks came beat you bloody and took your wallet eventually you were left on the Alley Bleeding Out

As you are blacking out you heard someone coming after you you thought it was one of those loan sharks coming to finish you off you couldn't see you were too weak to open your eyes but you heard a strange voice " oh dear do you need help don't worry I'm not like those cruel evil debt collectors I'm a gentleman and I'm wondering if you want help " before you could even respond to that question he scooped you up in his arms and started caring you somewhere you struggled a little trying to escape thinking whoever this man was he was going to hurt you but he just kept holding you that same static voice came back on again " be careful dear you're wasting energy I'm just making sure you're okay what type of man would I be if I didn't " you try to struggle again but you are too weak too eventually you pass out and wake up on a bed with water next to you and that same man looking at you then you realize who he is the radio demon who massacred Lots of the strongest overlords suppose you going to do to you was he going to kill you hurt you those are you could think about he came up to you and said  " oh I'm glad you're awake I thought you would never wake up if you want to Coma that would be very unfortunate " he then leaned down and started to touch your ears a big sensitive spot of yours he was scratching them gently maybe trying to calm you down but it just got you on edge you slapped his hand away and growls " don't touch there " the demon found your effort amusing and said " oh dear I'm very sorry" he patted your head and said " I'm so sorry that happened to you how could anyone do that to you "

The demon looked down at you that creepy smile still there before he said something again " I have a proposal to make I will keep you safe and protect you from any of those pesky loan sharks coming after you again and you can just do a couple things for me so what do you say do you want to make a deal" you still not wanting to accept but feeling obligated because you are at his Mercy and he is one of the most powerful overlords in hell so none those Loan Sharks would come up after you raised one of your paws and gently put it in his hands another part Of Your hellish existence is that you have no thumbs so you can't really carry anything or grip onto anything plus your just slightly bigger than the average house cat you've only been in hell for a year  and you get how bad it really is the demon grinned an even creepier smile and said " good good you're very smart Kitty " he giggled while rubbing your head this made you mad but you are too weak to speak up about it just didn't have the energy " so I'll just leave you head of rest yell if you need anything " alastor said before walking out the room

1 week later

life with alastor hasn't been so bad your pretty much recovered from your attack and just lounge around his house its weird he hasn't asked much of you and he's gone most of the day so you just do what you want that was until the incident today happened you were lounging on a wooden kitchen island when he walked over to you and started to pet your ears you didn't like it and tried to get up and jump off the counter but he used his other hand to gently keep you on the counter you told him to stop multiple times but he didn't seem to listen eventually you were scared you were gonna start purring which is a sign of weakness for you so after one has scream for his to stop you unscathed your claws and swiped at him skimming his left arm before you hissed and said "DONT TOUCH ME THEIR IM NOT YOUR FUCKING PET" he didn't seem to react other then a light giggle "oh have you forgot the deal we made" suddenly a greenish chain appeared around your neck and he pulled you off the counter senting you falling to the around "ơ̵͈h̷̡̆ ̸͕͋ṁ̷̜y̷̧̛ ̸̗̇n̴̡̽ả̶͖i̸̼͠v̵͉͘e̵̘͂ ̷̨͊l̴̩̒ỉ̷͕t̵̹͐ţ̸͒l̴̮̍e̶͔͝ ̵̡̀k̸̓͜i̷͓͝t̵̫̿ṯ̶̋y̵̦̿ ̶̣̓I̵̤̒ ̵̺̈ŏ̴̡w̵̗̚n̴̢̅ ̶͖͝y̴͍͝ö̵͔́ǘ̶̮ ̷̢̈́ń̵͕o̴̻̒w̸̲̓ ̶̲͠a̴͙̕n̸̻̏d̶̳͠ ̷̛̤I̵̯̔ ̸͙͑c̶̦͂a̸̠͗n̶̯̏ ̸͍͊d̸̜̚o̶̧̾ ̷̿͜w̴̢͘h̷͔͂ä̵̻́ţ̴̿ ̵̬͠I̶̩̐ ̸̹͝w̵̗͑a̴͍͐n̷͍͝t̷̨͐ ̶̳̽w̶͔͝ḯ̴͔t̴̢͑ḧ̷̲́ ̶̲̚y̶̲͑ó̵̫ű̴̲" his voice was horrifying and disturbing he yanked the collar towards him sending you with it, it bruised your neck and you were right by his feet he then picked you up by your scruff and said "d̶̬͊o̵̠͑ ̷͚̚Ḭ̸̂ ̴̙̈́h̵̟̐å̵̱v̸̫̈́ë̴̼́ ̵̳͑ẗ̶̳́o̷̬̚ ̴̯͘r̷̥͛e̴̪͑p̴̈ͅê̸̞ȁ̷͍t̶̤͂ ̴̨͌m̸͂͜ÿ̴̪́s̴̲̓ẽ̵̺l̵͓͒f̸̣́" his voice was low and staticly you were shaking and trembling in fear "y-yy-y-yy-yes" you said in fear his tone changed and he said "good good my dear I don't want to do anything rash to my little pet" he said it nicely but it sounded oddly cruel you were still dangling from the air when he sat down on the couch with you. Then it hit you like a truck you just ruined your life for the rest of etenerinty will just be as a pet you couldn't hold I back you just started crying into him the demon giggled "there there my dear let it all out" you buried your face into his coat and were gripping onto him just crying he seemed to get a sick and cruel pleasure from this he just kept petting you and giggling "every thing will be okay dear just trust me

THE END

Hope y'all liked it my last "first post in 2 weeks" got taken done sooo yeah

How I imagined you crying into him looked like (except you aren't husk lol

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x you #writing #yandere #yandere male #yandere alastor #alastor x reader #alastor x you #alastor x y/n #yandere boy #yandere alastor x reader #romantic #male yandere

[maschotch]

I'm rewatching the series and for the first time, I'm going in order which means I hit episodes I skipped over before. So, this was the first time I actually watched 2x19 and what is Hotch's deal with fire? Cause he seems close to it in the way that he's close to abuse cases. And Gideon is aware of this because he calls Morgan and makes sure to not tell Hotch that they can't do anything once the place is on fire. Even Lt. Vega knows something is up with Hotch and fire. And it's a shame, but like with most thing Hotch centric, the show underdevelops it. Like I've always skipped the fire episodes, but I'm pretty sure this is a continuing trend, so what's Hotch's deal with fire? Did he lose his mother to a fire? I'm headcanoning that his mother passed away from a fire once he was in the BAU, because Gideon is familiar with Hotch's reactions. (Also I think that his mom remarried and that is the discrepancy between fathers, the abusive one and the one that he talks to Sean about in 1x16, but that's a headcanon as well. It's a shame they never expanded on Hotch's backstory)

a while back i was asked a similar question, but i spent most of the response gathering evidence rather than actually explaining my own headcanon, so i’ll do that here. they explore hotch’s backstory the least out of our core characters, and what little they sprinkle in, all of it is contradictory. hotch’s dad has died three different ways by now (i love your interpretation of his mom remarrying—i’ll definitely have to explore that at some point). as much as that sucks, it allows for a lot of creative freedom for us to play around with when exploring his past.

of all his interactions with fire, he seems most disturbed in 2x19 when he’s watching the woman die in the burn unit, and i’ve always interpreted that as an implication that his mom died in a fire. and every time a building burns in front of him, he tries, with various degrees of success, to run inside and save whoever is in there. my #edgelord #WattPad hc is that his mom was mentally unwell shortly after sean’s birth (either from postpartum, the death of hotch’s father, the mental/emotional turmoil brought on by years of abuse, or a culmination of various factors) and set the house on fire while her children were in it as a sort of mercy kill—saving her sons from a fate worse than death—and that hotch was only able to save baby sean, but not their mother. hotch’s father is either dead or soon dead, but whenever the two hotchner boys are orphans, they get sent to their grandparents, who them send hotch off to boarding school (idk if you’ve watched brothers hotchner, but boarding school is another wrench in the arena to be dealt with)

the reason i think it happened when he was a teenager is because of how visceral his reactions are. if this traumatizing event hit him later in life by the time he joined the bau, i think 1. he wouldn’t have as much direct fear of fire and 2. he would’ve been sliiiightly more open to talking about it with the others. even if he doesn’t talk about his personal life much, he seems more willing to discuss his past relevant to his early days at the bau. i think gideon is simply perceptive enough to recognize that this is an extremely unpleasant subject for him—something hotch was likely much worse at hiding when he first met gideon.

id love to hear more of your thoughts! since the writers didn’t give a shit about giving hotch a cohesive backstory, there are as many backstories for him as there are fans. there’s lots of room for interpretation

#asks #if the link doesnt work just kill me and then search ‘fire’ on my blog and it should come up eventually #bc there really are a lot of fire moments and all of them are so so interesting #2x19 shows his emotional reaction to the devastation of fire but some of the others show his fear more directly

[dragonmistressivy]

I hate being so lonely. I want to have friends in person. I want to be hugged. I want to be loved and actually feel like I am loved. I want to have a partner but I also don’t what that in this body. I hate my body. I want to fix it. I want to be happy but fate or whatever is out there doesn’t want that for me. I just want to be truly happy and not worry about anything. I want to be a kid again so bad. I want to be oblivious to the world and not hate this stupid body of mine. I also want to have been born a cis girl but that’s not possible. Like I literally wouldn’t mind having a period. Like I can handle physical pain so much more than mental pain which I am suffering so much from. I want to be happy. But I can’t be happy. I want to punish my body for not meeting my standards. I want to starve it. I want to cut it up so much it is no longer recognizable as a human body. I want to destroy my stupid body. I want to be better. But no that not possible. I am literally getting worse. I am not getting better which sucks. Like I just want to not exist and hope to die in my sleep almost every night. What ever is after death be it nothingness or another life I sort of want but also I have a guilty conscience about this because people will be sad. I sort of wish literally no one cared for me so I wouldn’t feel guilty about wanting to not exist. It makes me hate myself more which then makes me want to die which makes me hate myself more. I sure do love positive feedback loops. My life isn’t even the worst like others have it way worse. I shouldn’t want to die on the almost daily but I do. Like I don’t deserve to be depressed when others have it worse. I am not worth anything. I hope I die in my sleep tonight but probably wouldn’t. I am way too depressed to care if I have a future. I wish I cared but I don’t. I see what might happen and only a few are positive and well most are bad because of what I see happening to this hellhole of a country and world and also I am a fucking pessimist. I want to just be pumped full of dopamine and serotonin so I can be happy but we aren’t designed to be happy all the time. Human design suck and is so broken and impractical. I want to be a robot or a dragon or something. Like I want to not be dysphoric of every part of me. Like my height is too tall. My weight is too much even if it is healthy. My face doesn’t look feminine. I fucking hate facial hair. And body hair can also burn because looking at it makes me want to burn my whole body in acid or lava to remove it completely. I want to be a happy girl. I want to also fix my broken brain. I hate my brain for so many reasons. Like can I please not have it tell my muscles to all contract and be painful without my meds. And can I please have fine motor skills on my right side. And not have a speech impediment because my tongue muscles don’t work properly. And can my right side of my face not look a bit crooked because of my droopy eye and my mouth on the right side being at the wrong angle thanks to muscles. And can I not be particularly deaf in my right ear because the nerves just not receiving the signals in my brain. I also hate literally not able to run or do a lot of things. Also can people not be absolute dicks because I am physically disabled and constantly think I am mentally disabled and baby me(and not even in the way I want to be babied) like I am not mentally disabled so can people not talk down to me like I am. I hate people. I just fear and hate the human race. We are monsters. That seems to be the price with intelligent or is that with conscience because dolphins are also absolute dicks. Anyways I want to destroy my stupid body and rebuild it. I want to be a robot so bad. Especially the modular kind so I can just add or remove any part at my will. I also want to just be able to fix every part of me so genetic engineering me would be nice(too bad that is illegal). Like also I seriously want bottom surgery but that costs a fucking arm and leg for even sort of decent in this fucking stupid country. America can burn. This country sucks.

Have to start a new paragraph because I hit the word limit for one paragraph. Anyways this country can go burn in hell. Like we are literally killing each other and can’t decide on if people should be allowed to exist(like me). I want to leave this country but all I have is here(not that I really care for it but I am an American so I only know how to be an American). I hate being American. Who even wants to be American. What is even great about being American? I want to not live in a country ruled by money hungry corporations who see us as tools to be thrown away and killed for profit. They don’t care that we are also human because all we are to them is a waste of resources and sources of money.

Anyways I am going to eventually die and just trying to prolong it as long as I can hopping something insanely positive happens in my life. I want it to happen but I don’t have hope it will. I will probably die all alone from like jumping or something so that’s amazing /s. I am alive for now mostly because I am too exhausted to attempt and my guilty conscience. I wish I could feel truly loved. Like I literally don’t feel loved in any way by anyone. My brain will literally not accept anyone would love me because well I don’t love myself. Like why would someone love me? All I see in myself is flaws that need to be purged and fixed. I really want to be perfect. Thanks dad and the school system for ingraining in my head anything less than perfect doesn’t matter and perfection is what matters. Because now I base my self worth on how perfect I am and all my flaws make me feel like a failure who doesn’t deserves love, friends, or to exist. I sure do love basing my self worth on something that is not possible to have.

Sort of unrelated to the rest of the rant but I am feeling nostalgic for a life I never will have and never had and it is making me sad and making me want to die because I will never have a life I feel worth living. I wish I had a girl childhood and girl teenage years. And to just be happy. I want to be a fairy tale princess so bad like way too bad. I want that type of life so bad I need it so bad. I want to be able to not care about the world and have had a girl life. I only realized I was trans last year and it then hit me like a truck. It feel like the truck is speeding up and pushing me off a cliff.

I am a depressed nobody. I will have barely existed and will not be remembered.(no I am not commiting tonight so please don’t worry)

#mental illness #mental health #tw self h4rm #tw ed but not sheeran #transgender #tw selfhate #tw sui ideation #tw self destruction #i want to cry

[thedawningofthehour]

doth!draxum is the type of villain you want to squeeze really tightly in your fist and scream at him in angry tears but at the same time acknowledge his absolute genius.

ngl i see a lot of fics with intentional holes in villains which the protagonists use to save the day and yada yada (which is still obviously important sometimes), or just blunt personality traits that do not add up to the character as a whole when you think about it; like "oh, i, draxum, will hate the very beings i have created and treat them like absolute shit just because i can, despite the fact that if i treated them properly then they'd thrive and be open to whatever plans i have for them because they actually understand what i am doing for yokai and be met with little to no resistance and, /bonus/, have (some) kickass son(s)"

there are still a lot of good fics with this but. idk. it really just doesn't strike me as something draxum would do.

doth draxum is the complete opposite and is just so downright realistic. i haven't angrily loved a villain like this in a good while. fact, i dont even think villain is the right term, since what he's doing could potentially save both yokai and humankind alike from an even worse fate. reality sucks and draxum already knows that, and he taught galois that too. donnie just viewed it as draxum killing off the human race(might be wrong on that part since i need to go re-read) and didn't quite take in the actual crisis approaching.

what i just spewed might be literal bullshit but. it's my bullshit.

anywayssss love the writing sm can't wait for next chapter even if it'll break this poor little heart even more.

I don't want to start ragging on other writers/artists here. They had their own visions for how their creative works would look and Evil Draxum fit that. That's fine. It's just a different vibe than what I wanted, that's all.

I think the point a lot of Grimdark Draxum people get hung up on is the scene where he throws Leo off the roof, with the whole "I will not hesitate to destroy you" thing. (sidenote, I do not have Leo be salty about that NEARLY enough) From there, yeah, he does look like a ruthless villain who would do classically evil things just because he can.

But Draxum is one of those characters whose words say one thing and his actions say another. He does hesitate to destroy them. Not Leo, he legit thought Leo was going to die and didn't give a fuck, (in my canon he did this because Leo is his least favorite-he wouldn't have done it to the other three) but he deals with them all several times before coming to the conclusion that they have to die. And even after he assembles Evil Justice League and does a whole music number about killing them-he stands there and asks them to join him again. He has a group of pissed-off mutants at his back who all really hate the turtles and got all excited for murder. He's 100% willing to burn those bridges and piss those guys off if it means he doesn't have to kill his turtles. And even then, after giving them what he explicitly states is their final, point-of-no-return offer...he's out there trying to convince them again, using Lou Jitsu as an in with them. Draxum does not want them dead. He's willing to kill them, but it's established that Draxum is willing to sacrifice just about anything for his cause, so that's not saying much.

And then another thing is his behavior at the end of s1 when he gets close to the dark armor, with the whole kidnapping the boys and threatening to torture them to death in front of their father kind of thing. Yeah. That was fucked. I feel like the dark armor and the taunting of power really, really fucked with Draxum's head. In my canon Cass kind of snapped him out of that when she told him that the armor would all but kill him, and he realized how far gone he was. Cass and Gale kind of serve as good grounding points for him now.

Also, I just want to point out, this was the face Draxum made when he first laid eyes on his creations:

That is not the face of a man who is ambivalent about them dying.

So yeah, while Draxum's original plan for Donnie was not as fluffy and affectionate as what he ended up going with, it wasn't cruel. He would have still fed him well and made sure he was getting enough sleep because those things would have affected the quality of his work, he would have provided medical care because what use did he have for a sick or injured engineer? Taking care of Donnie was worth the extra time and expense because a healthy Donnie would be more productive and would do better work. Just in terms of numbers, it made more sense to be decent to him. There probably would have been some mental and physical abuse, but mostly just to make Donnie reliant on him and keep him from rebelling.

Also he still absolutely thinks of the change of plans as purely a numbers thing. It would simply produce better results of he did it like this. Feelings never came into play here. Baron Draxum does not get attached, especially not to turtles who cuss him out while strapped to his lab table.

Oh no, Draxum is 100% genociding the human race. He's willing to mutate some of them-mostly kids, because they aren't shitheads yet and he thinks they might be redeemable. This isn't exactly mercy-this is something real-life colonizers do to ethnic groups they're trying to destroy. Take their kids and make them 'their own'. That was the whole deal with residential schools and there are definitely people who utilize international adoption to 'save' and Christianize non-white babies. Draxum genuinely believes that humans are evil by virtue of being human. Most human adults are too corrupted, but he might be able to save some of them by mutating them, and the children deserve a chance to be saved.

It just kind of goes to show what a shit situation we're in that That is actually something that could halt the impending mass extinction event caused by climate change.

#i cannot stress this enough this fic was supposed to be really low effort #now we're integrating commentary on climate change and marxism #doth #doth asks #baron draxum

[starlightshadowsworld]

Danganronpa 3 Despair arc episode 6.

Thonks.

Hajime having a flashback while describing what happened.

Oh boy.

Confirms he was supposed to be the Ultimate Hope.

"All traces off previous personality deleted."

You got that wrong... But for now you're right.

They really couldn't have cut his hair, like the whole time.

Chiaki asking Chisa how Hajime is, because she taught at the Reserve Course.

And Chisa lying to her.

Ouch.

I love how Ibuki is sus of Peko and Fuyuhiko's "sudden friendship."

And kicking Teruteru for getting perverted.

👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

Few things are as Gundam Tanaka as Gundam calling a bunny a bringer of Calamity.

And than comforting said bunny and calling it BunBun.

So sweet.

Chisa got a hold of a key card from Juzo.

... Why would you want to live for Munakata's ideals?

Or die for him.

... Why?

Juzo saying he wouldn't hesitate to die for Chisa.

Unexpected, but I don't think it's jealously. Even with the close up of his fist.

They all were friends, he took her death hard, makes sense.

... Or maybe he is jealous of being a third wheel to Chisa and Munakata.

He cares a lot for both of them. It must be hard when you know both of your friends are in love.

And you're just here.

I don't like the guy but I can sympathise.

Aaaannnd Nagito is still missing.

Chisa your disguise kinda sucks but sure, breaking in.

Close the door!

Wait someone vanished?

Of course it was Junko's fault.

Junko that's curry... Not soup. I guess it doesn't matter if either way it's ending up in an eye.

Gotta love Junko talking about how great normal everyday things are for torture.

And knowing she'll some of the most elaborate executions known to man.

Imagine Danganronpa 1 but the executions are just torture via household objects and food.

... Actually don't that sounds terrifying.

The Kamakura project description...

Why does hearing about it with professional jargon make it sound so much worse?

And it's already fucked.

So Izuru has all known talents, and the trade off was losing his personality and his memories.

... Fuck.

And naturally Junko knows, somehow.

So she and Mukuro are off to meet him.

Idk why I'm suprised that Junko casually had an eyeball on her.

But did it need to be on the stick of the food your eating?

The fated meeting between Junko and Izuru.

Funny thing about Munakata being against the Kamakura project is that he basically becomes his own Izuru Kamakura.

A despair disguised under the flag of hope.

I love how he's like what if Izuru Kamakura turned against us.

Yeah that'd be awful... 👀

Annnd Izuru takes down both Junko and Mukuro.

Man has all talents.

I do like that he still sounds like Hajime.

So much more soul crushing.

The thing is Junko and Izuru are intellectual equals.

But Junko has the upper hand.

Izuru doesn't see Junko as a threat, she's able to fool him and implant the seeds of wanting despair in him.

She knows his situation better than anyone, because he knows all the outcomes and so does she.

She's bored and knows he is too.

And uses that in her favour.

Ayy Ryota's okay.

Twogami saying he's going to keep going to the hospital till he's got a clean bill of health.

Which is sweet.

And Junko in the infirmary.

Makes sense that Mukuro doesn't like Izuru, especially cos he injured Junko and Junko's fangirling over him.

Butt for Junko I'm sure she'll go with it.

"When she wakes up, tell her I'll be waiting."

Looks like the seeds been planted.

I say seeds like it was done all sneaky and cryptic but girl just despair speeched him.

And it worked.

I'd say Junko has issues but we all knew that.

Huh, didn't know Junko had a spidey sense.

And cornered, Ryota of all people.

Wasn't who I expected her to grab first... Especially because Ryota didn't become a despair.

But that doesn't mean he escaped her grasp.

... Few ever do.

#danganronpa 3: the end of hope's peak high school #Danganronpa #junko enoshima #ryota mitarai #mukuro ikusaba #hajime hinata #izuru kamukura #chisa yukizome #long post

[cjbennet]

Oh gee, here we go again

Yes, I shouldn't have started rereading Tokyo ghoul but what can you do when the deed is done.

Ok, I have a confession. Sometimes I hate Ishida. I remember reading the last chapter of TG in 2014 and being completely destroyed. I raved to my bff for days that Kaneki Ken did NOT deserve this. And then we got the sequel and everything became worse.

I was also disgusted by some characters. For example, Uta being a Clown. Or Jason. You know, the baddies who hurt good people.

But now, almost 8 years later I have a different perspective. Now I see all of characters just as abandoned children, trying to find their way in the darkest night. Unfortunately, life is not just white and black. Of course, hurting others is bad, but why do people hurt each other? What their pain is? Where are they going? Now I see all stories not as a tale of one "good" person, but as a swirling pool of fates of many people. Those life threads tangle and flow and you have weave them into your on perception. Maybe it's because I've learnt a lot about storytelling during these years. Or maybe I'm just getting older.

And you know the second reason why I hate Ishida? That lil' bitch is so fucking talented and smart it makes me want to bite my elbows. I am a petty person and when I see something who does something better than I do I want to punch them in their face and suck all their skills and talent like a Count Fuckyoula. All those little details and allusions, complex plot and his ability to play it like a musical instrument. The intense fighting scenes and fascinating angles. The neat and fine study of characters' psyches. I have to admit I'm very bad with detailing cause my mind works in broad strokes. And when I see such a fine job it makes me VERY jealous. Same thing happened with Bo Burnham

And speaking of changed perspectives and jealousy let's talk about Takizawa Seidou. Because this post actually is about me and him.

When I read TG I didn't like him even a little. He was annoying and whiny, useless and weak. And in TG:re he even became a "baddie". Not in my shonen manga, nah-a!

But now I consider him the most human character in TG. He is human in his weakness. Like all people. We are the heroes of our stories, but who said the hero must be perfect.

I think I didn't like him cause I saw things I didn't like in myself, things I wanted to eliminate. But I don't have to do it. All of those imperfections, small and big, make me who I am. They are not faults or sin, they are wrinkles, cuts and freckles of my soul. And if I have a heart for a fictional boy who was turn into a monster why can't have sympathy for myself?

So yeah, to summarize, Seidou is my little cupcake. Everybody in TG are my little cupcakes (except for Washuus, fuck you, you impudent capitalists) but Takizawa is special, with a cherry on top.

And besides how can you hate someone whose last thought before death is of their loved ones. Brings a lot of new meaning to "jealousy", doesn't it?

#tokyo ghoul re #tokyo ghoul #seidou takizawa #akira mado #seiaki #sui ishida

[return-of-a-space-cowboy]

I’d like to request a scenario where dragonshifter diego saves his unicornshifter so from poachers.

Truth

(Yandere Diego X gender neutral reader)

Diego had laid his eyes upon you many times, he'd made it a habit to follow you. You were beautiful from head to toe, yet that wasn't the only reason. He'd picked up your aura and could sense you were not human, like him you were hiding your true form to avoid hunters who were trying to kill any creature with an ounce of magic but he could not tell what you really were.

He followed you though the town's you'd go to so that he may just catch a glimpse of who you truly were. He even spoke to you a fair few times but you were too tight lipped and quickly shut down any of his attempts of flirting with you.

Tonight he had followed you into one of the remaining woods hoping to see what you truly were.

He watched you as you made your way to the lake before a burst of light blinded him. He rubbed his eyes before looking again to see something he could barely believe. He'd thought that all the unicorns had become extinct but there you were right in front of his very eyes. Your mane flowed beautifully in the soft breeze. He wanted to step out from the foliage and greet you until an arrow pierced your Hind leg causing you to scream as a group of hunters emerged from thick forest with a large net in hand.

It was no doubt that they wanted your horn for it was what held all of your power. You were most likely the last unicorn to exist. Diego knew he couldn't let you be kill, even if it meant he would be putting his life at risk.

As he transformed into his true form the hunters saw him with eyes filled with fear, all but one of them fled. However the last man reached for his hatchet, he was not going to leave without the horn.

Diego grabbed the man however he'd already managed to jam the blade halfway through your horn.

"You humans have no morals! Your first instinct when you see a beautiful creature like them is to kill them for your own selfish desires!" He hissed. He couldn't let him live after what he'd done so he bit his head off before throwing away his remains, he wanted to leave the body as a warning to those hunters who were sure to return.

He finally turned his attention back to you to see you had mostly turned human as you tried to pull the hatchet from your horn as you cried in pain.

"You creatures are all the same! all I can smell from you is the foul stench of death, the lot of you are nothing but death bringers!" You snarled.

"I was only trying to save you" he responded before he turned into a human, hoping to help you remove the hatchet. Your face screwed up when you saw his human appearance.

"Diego!" You hissed as you tried to back up only to help at the pain in your leg.

"So what have you been planning? Do you intend to kill me yourself, to have the honour of killing the last unicorn?" You spat as he approached you.

"No, it's quite the opposite. I'll be honest, I had my eye on you for quite some time" he chuckled as he grabbed the hatchet causing you to scream in pain.

"No! Stop! Don't touch me!" You wailed as he yanked it back, it finally came loose but as he finally removed it the blade had shifted causing your horn to fall off.

You let out the most pained scream as you snatched it from the ground. This was the end for you. Without your horn you lost all of your magic, you had lost your immortality and we're now stuck in a human form, you nearly wanted to throw up as you felt death cling to your skin and slowly suck the life out of you like leeches.

Diego stood in shock as he watched you unravel before him, absolutely consumed with misery.

"You! You have forsaken me to a worse fate than the hunters would have!" You screamed as you tried to stand only to fall once more.

"At least the hunters would have killed me quickly!" You continued.

He remained in shock as he watched you scream at him until a dark thought entered his mind, if he trapped you in his lair you'd have no way of escaping, without your magic you could not fight back.

A smile grew on his face, causing You to grow quiet as you looked at him in horror.

"What are you planning? What do you intend on doing to me?" You could only muster the courage to say. A cold shiver ran down your spine as you felt his hand on your shoulder. You turned your head away from him, unable to look him in the eye.

"I told you already that I'd had my eyes on you for a while, I intend to take you back to my den and keep you there" he confessed before looking at the small stump on your forehead, the only feature that remained from your original form.

"Besides you can't go anywhere else" he said as he kneeled down in front of you and ran his fingers through your hair.

#yandere jjba #yandere jojo's bizarre adventure #yandere x reader #fairytale au

[tsuraiwrites]

✨weekly(ish) fic roundup✨

more like monthly at this point, but here are some excellent fic I’ve enjoyed in the recent past! most are long fic, so buckle up and prepare to leave some kudos and comments for these a+ authors.

ASoIaF

Coin and Conformity - catelyn stark | oc insert/ned stark

A man wakes up one day to find that he isn't in his apartment, isn't in his own body, and isn't even on Earth anymore. The language, the geography, the culture, the stars, and even the technology level are all different. Even worse, in this backwards medieval society he had found himself in, he woke up in the body of a woman. A woman who had just given birth to her first child, a son.

He's not really cut out for this whole 'motherhood' thing. It could be worse; at least he's a noblewoman, and really, Robb is such a sweet child...

Assassin’s Creed

Eagle of Alamut - altaïr ibn-la’ahad/desmond miles wip

That the reason why he woke up in the city of Jerusalem during the 12th century was because of something [Minerva] did.

Still…

He would have appreciated it if she didn’t also return him to his 16-year-old body.

Dragon Age

The Comfort of Knives - cullen rutherford/male inquisitor wip

Maxwell Trevelyan isn’t who he says he is, and his connection to the General of the Red Templars could become a problem. But will it be as much of a problem as the affection that grows between himself and his Commander?

Naruto

come out of the ashes - gen wip

As a final stand in a war they never stood a chance of winning, Uzumaki Naruto chooses to use a forbidden blood seal to rip through the fabric of space and time itself rather than admit defeat. He’s never been good at accepting his fate, and if bending reality with his own two hands is what it takes, then that’s what Naruto will do.

The rest of the world is just going to have to suck it up and deal with it.

Compass of thy Soul - uchiha madara/ofc complete, lots of delicious crafts and politics in this one

Being reborn into the Uchiha clan during the Warring Clans Era is surprisingly idyllic, so long as you don't mind hard work and are too young to know any of the people who are actually dying. But innocence never lasts, and trying to help family stay alive is a road strewn with a surprising number of pitfalls and last-minute diversions.

Reincarnation For the Win - female self-insert/uchiha itachi/uchiha shisui

She’d been tired for a long time before she died.  However she’d been granted a second life, she was never going to thank anyone for it, no matter how amazing or awful it ended up being.  That said, if she ever met the reason she was sucked into the Naruto ‘verse, there would be much shin-kicking to be done.

Until Dawn Breaks - uchiha shisui/undisclosed wip, part 2 of a timetravel AU

Shisui had succeeded, destroying the man who was responsible for his death, in every way possible. Who had caused so much suffering... more than anyone could have foreseen.

(He gasped for air, throat parched and lips chapped and-)

But now came the hardest part; learning to live again.

The Yondaime's Assistant - hatake kakashi/ofc/shiranui genma complete

When I reincarnated in the world of Naruto, I was lucky enough to live in Konoha but not lucky enough to get all the superpowers you could hope for. I failed my jounin-sensei test and ended up in the Genin Corps. Bye-bye jounin rank! However, considering it also meant avoiding the battlefield, that was fine with me. Now I just had to get a position allowing me to change History...

One Piece

Children of the Sea - fushichou marco/portgas d ace wip

When it comes to Ace, Marco can't help but think of the old saying: Love is a hurricane.

 (Time-traveling Ace, told from Marco's POV.)

SVSSS

Cultivate: Slow Life on a Monster-Infested Mountain - shen yuan/liu qingge wip

When trying to transfer Shen Yuan from the real world to Proud Immortal Demon Way, the System runs into an error. The transfer is not complete.

Shen Yuan is dropped off at the foot of a mountain aware of two things:  he's in the story, and the Shen Qingqiu of this world is not only aware but thinks he tried to possess his body — and he's PISSED. Shen Yuan tries to opt out and live a simple life on what locals tell him is a monster-infested mountain no one in their right mind would bother with.

Sounds like a great hiding spot!

(TL;DR: Stardew Scum Villain Valley Mountain.)

#fic recs #weekly fic round up #asoiaf recs #assassins creed recs #dragon age recs #naruto recs #one piece recs #svsss recs

[homosexual-fast-dancer]

Kokichi for the bingo (if you're still doing it)

Yes always will be :D Now onto trashy gremlin man:

Explanations:

they got done dirty by the fans - while not every fan is like this a lot of them think that Kokichi is just a goofy uwu soft boi when he's really not like that at all, he's devious and evil and a rather awful (but like in an interesting not derogatory way)

the popular ships for this character suck - top three Kokichi ships as examples:

Saiouma, boring, cliche, and Shuichi actively dislikes him so it's incredibly unlikely

Keebo x Kokichi, too toxic as Kokichi often bullies Keebo, and it's not even in the fun kid on the playground way it is actively malicious

Kokichi x Gonta ...do I even have to explain why this one is bad?

I want to study them like a cockroach - I want to study them from a character standpoint as they are fascinating in the delivery of a rather likeable scumbag

i would NEVER want to meet them - I can not think of a worse fate than meeting an irl Kokichi (I don't mean kinnies I mean Kokichi but as a real person)

This is the best character in the work - is he my favourite? no, but he is still certainly the best written character and the one who has the most plot revelance and intrigue (besides maybe Rantaro)

BITING AND KILLING AND MAIMING THEM AND DEATH AND VIOLENCE - all that being said, I still think that on a personal level he sucks and is an awful being

#thank you for this actually #it helped me understand my complicated feelings for him more which is useful :) #character bingo #i don't wanna any danganronpa drama btw i respect others opinion and while it may be a fools errand i expect them to the same #ask game

[vampire-sugar]

The Queen of the Damned Progress Post! Part III chapter 4.

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So it’s been over 3 weeks since I finished this chapter and I haven’t picked up the book since lol. Partly because I’ve been busier than usual, but also largely because, as I mentioned before, once I put QOTD down I find it very very hard to pick back up again. I think I realize why I’m having a hard time with this book, but I’ll get into that at the end of my little chapter review/rant thing. In short though, this is more about vampire lore rather than character exploration which is what I liked the other two books for, and the writing style is pretty tedious which makes even the interesting bits drag. It’s giving The Mortal Instruments.

That said, here’s what I thought of this chapter.

🚨 CW: a lot of discussion of rape

Spoilers ahead!!!

The Story of the Twins, Part I.

It took me so long to finish this chapter, even if I actually did enjoy it. I know that makes no sense but like that’s truly how it felt! It was interesting but it also dragged. Like Maharet really talked through the whole night! And not only is there a Part II to this story but a conclusion chapter as well like this is giving me flashbacks to TVL Marius chapter. And aren't these vampires pressed for time?? How many more nights will they be listening to this story while Akasha and Lestat are out committing mass murder....

But on a more serious note:

First, making up the origin of mummification in Egypt to be like “it was to stop them from eating their dead, which was a sacred thing to do in our village and the way the Egyptians did it was more savage than we did it but still mummification is such a vile practice, the Egyptians suck in all ways actually” is such a crazy thing to do. Like Egyptians pre Akasha are described as savage and during Akasha are described as vile, and I cringed every time I read it.

Another CW in case you missed the one above the cut! 🚨 Discussion of rape below.

Khayman. I knew that he was the one to have raped the Twins from his introductory chapter, and that he was made to do it by the King and Queen (he was comiting the King’s rape). But my assumption then had been that Enkil was already a vampire when he gave the order, and Khayman was compelled to commit the act. Essentially, I thought it was a mind control situation, and I had thought him to be a more tragic character than he actually is. Now it’s like the least you could do is hate yourself for following through. And it takes a certain type of effort to commit the act as well, which I don’t know how one can bring themselves to that level. Maharet thinks the same.

I think, as he came towards us, I believed he could not do it, that a man could not feel the pain which he felt and still sharpen his passion for this ugly work.

I understand that Khayman did not want to do it, he was forced to do it, and to not would have meant death. Maharet knows this and still wonders the above. While she is dissociating, he is imagining scenes in his head to arouse himself.

I guess he got a fate worse than death, being an ancient vampire forever lonely and consumed with guilt and self hatred, probably too ancient to die even if he wanted to.

It’s very hard to feel bad for this Khayman character when, even after the Twins escaped to their homeland and Maharet gave birth to a daughter (from Khayman’s rape), and the Twins were happy, Khayman comes back with a bunch of soldiers and ruins it. Again, he could have just lied and said he couldn’t find the Twins. But instead he begs them to go back to Egypt to get rid of the curse of vampirism. The curse that came as a consequence of his and the King and Queen’s actions. This got me heated. Take the punishment if you really do feel so bad!!!

Anyway,

I think this book is very much about vampires being vampires rather than like family/character dynamics, character exploration, etc. It’s very plot heavy, at times it felt like I was reading the Mortal Instruments lol so maybe I would have liked it more if I had read it in high school. And sometimes it really drags.

I know there’s not a lot of positive things I’ve said about this chapter, I guess the only positive was that I finally understand part of the dreams everyone was having. Again, I read it more than 3 weeks ago so I can’t really remember all of my thoughts on this chapter.

I’m excited for the next chapter, I prefer the Lestat POV ones because we get some Akasha/Lestat action and I find it very hot lol. And so far Akasha and Lestat are the only ones with personality tbh.

I probably will stop posting chapter by chapter now and just post whatever I feel about the book as I read.

Next up: Lestat: This Is My Body; This Is My Blood

#queen of the damned #the vampire chronicles #interview with the vampire #iwtv

[zumpietoo]

Oh good lord, yes, you’ll “get back” Pinkle (tho why TF do you want it? They suck ass), but Jizzy?? Nooooppppppeeee......plus, dudes, try paying attention to the actual story arcs of the show and muster up some interest THERE...

Oh also.....about the popularity thing (there’s lots moar in this post’s notes, BTW)---RAS DGAF.....actually, most shows, moar and moar DGAF.....and finales tend to be fairly disappointing on that scale....and VD never was and never will be remotely popular.

Looooovvvveeee how the GG is back to creating nu socks, BTW!!! Umm....”audacy”????? Plus, again, nope, didn’t destroy dick, etc....and is this an Izzy sock, because it really, really, REALLY sounds like her!

Oh sweet jeebusss.....make the stupid stop....I will say, I do love how they’re slowlyyyyyy resigning themselves for, if they get anything, it’s in the last 2 seconds of the series finale and that’s it, tho. I can remember when THAT was a fate worse than death to them!

5x03 was NOT even remotely a good ep for Jizzy......and 4x11 was filler. The rest is y’all living desperately in the past. Dudes, you lost. SUCK IT....and then go get pissed off at your kween

[sylvianritual]

‘_’ im frustrated about tusk sorry . um.

something that aggravates me about tusk is that the like concept is very alluring and makes a good horror movie and i think the puppet/costume work is fucking phenomenal but like...everything else about it fucking sucks the plot is kind of messy it struggles to keep a consistent tone and the main guy is a fucking asshole, which makes it difficult to emphasize w him in the second half of the movie when it’s still relatively fresh all the shit he did in the first half. and this aspect of it especially makes any analytical lens you try to apply to the movie far less cohesive than it really could be. like. obviously a central tenet is what makes us human and separates us from the animals/”the monstrous” because it is a body horror. fucking duh. and this movie explicitly shows like crying/vulnerability as the difference (which like. animals cry but whatever whatever.) and so one aspect you can take to this is that in becoming a monster on the outside wallace is given the chance to reflect on and feel remorseful about the monster he became on the inside, which i think is supported by the fact that when he is ‘human’ he struggles to emphasize w people and to show any emotional vulnerability but once he has been forcibly twisted into something else it’s about all he does. but in that he never really actually atones for anything he does and the girlfriend and friend he was consistently assholes to stick by him? through all that? she says she loves him? but she was cheating on him. with his friend. so the movie tries to present this as like a heart wrenching thing how sad but it like fucking isn’t bc it’s a little difficult to believe they actually care. especially when there’s also a fair interpretation that there are all kind of assholes but wallace is the worst of them. and they never really corrected him or pulled him out of that and now they never really can. even though he makes fun of her for being latina?? its fucking weird and uncomfortable. and like. is that something the movie is trying to say? that you need to pay attention to your friends and you need to hold them accountable lest you enable monstrous behavior? but that only holds up if you focus on that specific part of the film and nothing else. did they make the main character an asshole to employ some sort of message about how there are some fates that not even the worse people deserve? but then the film contradicts itself when it sees howard’s death as a victory, as a fate that he fully deserves. it is because it’s self orchestrated? is it because he’s crossed a line? what is that line? because ik this was written in 2014 but . with the hindsight i have in 2022 we know a lot more how damaging edgy ‘ironic’ right wing humor can be and thats what the podcast in the movie is, it’s just shitting on people through raunchy humor thats “too much to sayy!11!!! “ that atp im sick of and it makes me struggle to feel empathy for a character when feeling empathy for that character is like. a main crux of the film. i mean it sucks on like a body horror level i guess like its horrific. and i think the ending scene with him now having to live as something completely other with only fleeting memories of a human life COULD be more impactful if the two people he remembers... didn’t have such a mutual asshole relationship to him? i struggle to believe these people liked each other. idk it just really sours the emotional tenants they try to employ. like it all falls apart and any way i try to like. look at this movie w a critical lens and try to appreciate it as more than like. wow look at this fucked up thing! i struggle to come up w anything cohesive and like its fine to have that kind of movie i guess. WHEN ITS DONE WELL. WHICH THIS ONE REALLY ISNT. (again the creature/costume is fine. i think the artists did a good job w that but the story and characters really fucking bother me...)

also j*hnny fucking dep is in it which completely blindsided me the first time and continues to do so bc 1. i don’t want to fucking see his face ever again 2. his character genuinely ruins the movie. at maybe an equal level to the main character. it’s one of the most tone deaf character writing decisions ive ever fucking seen and i read somewhere it was fucking improv? which would not surprise me. he appears like . a third of the way through as a bumbling detective who miraculously is the only one who actually knows wtf is happening but the way the character is portrayed is so fucking aggravating and every conversation with him is needlessly looping and annoyingly long. for no fucking reason!! by this point in the film theyve established a solid feeling of dread, youve seen the walrus suit, the sickening feeling is sinking in and then this is just fucking thrown at you? it completely took me out of it. it makes me so fucking mad. ugh .

and on the topic of detectives all the police in this movie are portrayed as fucking stupid which like based. but thats also consistently wrapped up in really weird canadian stereotype jokes that just get like. uncomfortable by the like middle of the movie like wow canadians have an accent whoooaaa. fuck dude i didn’t know that ‘_’. its fucking annoying who gives a shit about this really. and like maybe this is to reinforce how much of an asshole the mc is but again ^ as i said above bizarre writing choice bc it makes it difficult to emphasize w him.

yeah. tusk its mid as hell i like the creature design . i wish the premise was in a better story bc i think its a cool as fuck body horror concept. honestly

#GOODDDDDDD never has a movie struck me before in such a BAD WAY. god #i love the costume its gross i like looking at it. i wish the costume was in a better movie

[asianhappinesss]

Is Hua Jin Xiu Evil In The Twin Flower Legend?

The Twin Flower Legend (长相守) is a costume drama with a few main characters. But different people seem to relate to these characters very differently. Of particular interest is the Hua Jin Xiu character which some viewers deem as evil while others find her pitiful. In fact, they would have loved her to have a happy ending after what she had been through. Her elder twin sister, Hua Mu Jin, is equally controversial. It is indeed rare to have a drama with a few debatable characters such as these where viewers cannot seem to agree if they should fall under the good or bad category.

Hua Jin Xiu – Evil Or Pitiful?

Jin Xiu started off as a happy and innocent young lady. But she was raped and continuously harassed by her mistress’ trusted aide. Jin Xiu tried to ask her twin sister to leave their employer but was turned down. Her mistake was she didn’t tell Mu Jin exactly what happened while Mu Jin was blissfully ignorant of Jin Xiu’s plight. To make matters worse, she fell in love with a man whom she thought was the 3rd master of the Yuan family, Yuan Fei Bai. But the man was actually Fei Bai’s identical twin brother who was barred from revealing his existence and hence, was always assuming Fei Bai’s identity.

After some twists and turns, she ended up marrying Fei Bai’s father, Duke Yuan. In a way, it was a self-survival decision because she thought she could avoid being harassed and bullied by being the duke’s woman. But the duke’s true love was his late concubine and Jin Xiu was merely a substitute. Fei Bai and Mu Jin also fell in love which compounded Jin Xiu’s pain. Then, Mu Jin faked her death because she was hunted by Duke Yuan and disappeared for 3 years. Jin Xiu thought her beloved sister had died and grieved for her. She even injured Fei Bai because she thought he was the killer and got punished as a result. Finally, Jin Xiu found out that the man she loved was not Fei Bai but his twin brother.

Tragic Life

Towards the end of the drama, Jin Xiu herself felt that her life was one big tragedy. Not only she was raped but she was also misled by the man she loved. This pushed her to marry a man old enough to be her father. Jin Xiu also felt abandoned by the person closest to her which is her sister. You can say Jin Xiu had the worst luck among the 5 sworn siblings. Even Song Ming Lei’s luck wasn’t as bad although he had to witness his family being wiped out in one night. At least, he had Yuan Fei Yan’s undying love for him.

Therefore, Jin Xiu gradually turned evil. She got sucked into the game just to survive initially and then it was all about attaining power and revenge. I also think Jin Xiu is a pitiful character and it is perfectly understandable why she turned out that way. She felt betrayed, abandoned, and had her dignity trampled upon.

However, I think she also has to shoulder part of the blame because she made the decision to marry Duke Yuan. The man had offered her freedom but she chose to stay with him. Mu Jin had also asked her to leave together at one stage and again, she made the choice to remain. So, in a way, she has to be responsible for her own decisions rather than blaming others entirely for her fate. If she had been contented with what she had, she could have led a pretty good life as Duke Yuan’s concubine.

Jin Xiu’s Ending

Perhaps having her killed would be a little too cruel given her bitter experiences. So, I guess sending her back to the temple is the most ideal ending for Jin Xiu. Some would like to have her end up with Sima Ju. But I think that would be awkward. She was his father’s concubine and had a son with him. Furthermore, it would be more realistic if she continues to hate him because what he had done was close to unforgivable.

Personally, I think Jin Xiu is evil and I don’t like some of her actions. For instance, she didn’t need to kill Qi Fang. But I can’t bring myself to hate her either when I watched The Twin Flower Legend because the pathway leading to her evilness was paved with a lot of cruelty and bitterness.

Hua Mu Jin – A Good Or Bad Sister?

Mu Jin is another controversial character in The Twin Flower Legend. Some people argue that she should have reached out to her sister more rather than indulging in her own happy life. But I tend to disagree with this argument simply because no one can be a mind reader. Jin Xiu asked Mu Jin to leave the place after she got raped but she never told her sister the reason. Yes, maybe Mu Jin could have probed deeper and paid more attention to her. But they are both adults and Jin Xiu should know better that her sister wouldn’t neglect her if she had just told the truth.

To me, if Jin Xiu needed help, the onus is on her to find a good opportunity to tell her sister her problem. If she had found it hard to talk about her ordeal, it is also unfair to blame Mu Jin for not having a clue. At most, Mu Jin can only be faulted for being imperceptive to me.

Faking Her Death

Now, when it comes to Mu Jin faking her own death, then it becomes a little more controversial to me. It is common sense that Jin Xiu would feel aggrieved once she finds out that Mu Jin has died. So, it is cruel to Jin Xiu to keep her in the dark. However, nobody would have predicted that she would be so impulsive as to hurt Fei Bai which resulted in her being sent to the temple as punishment. Fei Bai was equally guilty for keeping quiet.

However, if we look at it from another angle, it can also be argued that Mu Jin and Fei Bai needed to keep her existence a secret. Duke Yuan wanted Mu Jin dead. If he were to discover Jin Xiu is in the know, her life could also be in danger as Mu Jin is her sister. Thus, I guess it makes sense why the secret is a necessity at that stage.

Not A Simple Good Or Bad

Overall, I don’t think of Mu Jin as a bad or selfish sister. She left Fei Bai once because of Jin Xiu. By the time, Mu Jin got back together with Fei Bai, Jin Xiu had long married Duke Yuan. In actual fact, I think of Mu Jin as someone who is at a loss of what to do with her sister. She can’t indulge Jin Xiu who obviously was going down the wrong path. But neither can she sit back and do nothing as Jin Xiu was trying to pull down Fei Bai. Basically, the whole story is a mess as these characters have been boxed into a common predicament of damn if you do and damn if you don’t.

The drama tries to project Mu Jin as someone pure-hearted with a brain. While she is righteous, she also had her own personal agenda at times. This is especially true when it comes to Fei Bai. For instance, she asked Duan Yue Rong and Duke Zhang Zhi Yan to engage in a battle just to save the love of her life at one time. The consolation is she was upfront about it. But Mu Jin is certainly not a totally selfless heroine in The Twin Flower Legend either.

Duan Yue Rong Is The Most Sincere

If I have to choose, I would pick Yue Rong as my favorite character. Jin Xiue has a streak of evilness in her which wouldn’t fit a typical heroine. Mu Jin tries too hard to appear pure. Fei Bai played a role in misleading the twin sisters. He never bothered to even give a hint that he has a twin. They found it out themselves.

But Yue Rong is different. He has always been sincere towards Mu Jin. He has never tried to act like he is a good guy. In fact, he is pretty sneaky especially when it comes to keeping Fei Bai away from Mu Jin. But what you see is what you get best describes Yue Rong’s character to me. Yes, he can be annoying. He stuck to Mu Jin like a leech and doesn’t seem to understand that no means no.

However, Yue Rong’s loyalty is also hard to match. He just wants the best for Mu Jin. In the end, he even wrote Fei Bai a letter to vouch for Mu Jin’s innocence when he knew that they were getting married. So, to me, I like Yue Rong best despite his annoying persistence towards Mu Jin. I can stomach that in return for his straightforward character. There are no mind games and secrets in his affections towards Mu Jin.

I know different people will have a different perspective on the various characters in The Twin Flower Legend. So, which one would be your favorite?

#random facts